She Wants Me Summary: 38 year old married man, asked by a friend to paint someone’s house. This man finds himself helping a single mother of three kids. At some point she flirts with him, and throws paint at him. Before long he has to take a shower to wash off paint, but finds this woman doing it for him. After, she picks out a cute outfit for him to wear. Her flirts cause him to become aroused enough to have an accident in his shorts. She finds herself taking care of a big baby. This story begins with myself being asked to help a friend of a friend paint some rooms in this house. The next morning I arrived at this house to start painting. It was still pretty early in the morning and found this woman still dressed in her sleep attire. She opened the door and was shocked to see her in a white lacy type robe. At the bottom, I couldn't help but notice the white shear stockings and spiked heels. I knew right away I was in trouble as I couldn't take my eyes off this woman. She was a tall redhead, younger than myself. I kept thinking about my wife and kids, but it was still hard to even talk. She apologized for not being dressed and invited me over to have coffee at the table. When I sat down, she began to fill my cup, and explain what she needed me to do. Over time she moved closer to me, the robe would just sway in the breeze of her movements. At one point it flew open, and she didn't even try to hide it. What I saw next was enough to make run to the bathroom. Underneath was nothing but a lacy bra and panty, with those wonderful garters that hugged her hips. I had seen this woman in passing before at school open house. She had a son, my son's age, and two teenage girls. Finally, I shook off the male motors, finished my coffee, and got started. Every once in a while she would pop in to see how I was doing. She had changed her clothes, or at least I thought. At one point she popped in wearing a cute top with a white lacy mini, and the stockings that I saw before. My head was spinning, as I kept telling my male organ to go back to whatever it was doing before. Before I knew it, it was lunch time, and dinner was served. She kept flirting with me, and explained she did not have a lot of money to pay me. I told her I didn't mind helping her out, what else was I going to say. She told me she knew my wife and had spoke with her earlier this morning. I wondered how she knew her, but I still couldn't get my mind off of her. At one point she put her hand on my back and told me to try her bagel. My heart was pounding, and I kept adjusting in my seat as I was running out of room real fast. She kept calling me her little baby, that he needs this and that. It was time to go back and finish, but I wondered how I was going to stand up now that the bulge in my shorts was huge. She just kept on about how cute I was and that she would love to have a strong man around to help out. I finally told her I had to get back to work and finish, and I stood up. She just burst out laughing, saying her little baby has a big problem, doesn't he? I looked down and saw this tiny wet spot on my gray shorts. I must have been three shades of red, and scurried away. She said, "You know what mommies have to do with little boys who wet their pants?" I didn't answer her, and went back to work. I was just about finished, and she walked in with this big smile on her face. Is my baby almost done soaking himself? I just smiled back, and played shy. Well, the next thing I knew it, she was throwing paint at me. Seeing her in that pretty outfit, I couldn't retaliate. Awww, does my baby need a change? Seems mommy needs to get her little baby in a nice baby bath. Well, there was no hiding the fact I was aroused, and if I didn't get some relief soon, I would have to run away. The next thing I knew, she was leading me to the bathroom. At one point I stopped thinking, what do I do. She just grabbed my hand and said "lets go little boy," and then gave me a slight tap on my bottom. To my surprise, there was news paper already on the floor, and a bath drawn. My heart was pounding so hard, I figured she could hear it. She began to undress me, and I panicked. She said, "Look at you, a mere infant who needs mommy to clean you all up." I tried to make excuses, that I could do it myself, and maybe she should leave me for a short while, get a towel, or something. She just kept undressing me. "Awww, are you shy?" Before I knew it, I was standing there naked, trying to hide my aroused condition. She slapped my hand away and said, "I want to see my cute little baby." I basically dove in the bath to escape certain embarrassment. She began to scrub the paint from my hair and body, paying close attention to my privates. She asked me to just lay back and enjoy. At one point she rubbed baby oil over my whole body, and next I knew she was asking baby to "come for mommy." Well, it was over before it began, but she didn't stop. "Mommy will be right back," and she returned with the smallest towel I ever saw. Somehow the oil must have got the paint off, and I was asked to get out to be dried off. She did it all, and once again began to arouse me. She told me to finish drying off and change into the clothes she left me in the bedroom. I heard her go down the stairs, and I ran into the room and closed the door, but no way to lock it. I looked around and found what she left for me to wear. It was the same white satin slip with a pair of white shear stockings. I thought this must be a mistake, that was what she was wearing this morning. Then there was a knock at the door, and she walked in. I backed up to the corner, and tried to cover myself with this little hand towel. "Why aren't you dressed?" I said there was nothing for me to wear, she said, "this is all I have for you." I said no way am I wearing this. She lunged at me, grabbed my hair and dragged me to the bed. Before I knew it, I was on her lap being spanked like a child. I couldn't believe what was happening to me, and after a few more, I just gave into her. My tool was rubbing against her stockings and I was about to blow, when she finally pushed me onto the bed. As I was rolled onto the bed from her lap, I found myself back on my stomach. She put her face to mine and whispered, " I know what is best for you." She then reached over the side of the bed and brought up what appeared to be an old pair of pantyhose. She then grabbed my hands while kissing me on the lips, and put my hands over my head. To my surprise, she was tying my hands to the head of the bed. For whatever reason, I didn't fight her, I guess I just gave in to the fantasy. She left the room for a moment, and then returned with a pile of things. Before I knew it, she was placing some sort of pad under my bottom. I asked her what it was, and she told me it was a changing pad, and I didn't know what that was. Next, she started rubbing baby lotion on my privates, and legs. Then she rolled me to my side and did my bottom and backs of my legs. That sweet smell and her soft hands were enough to send me into orbit. She returned with more things. She placed a nipple in my mouth, and said, "get used to sucking nipples, baby." And then proceeded to shake powder all over my body. Now, the smell of baby powder alone was enough to bring on the fireworks, but having it rubbed all over me just put my tool in spasm. And she just smiled at me as her hands just ran over my tool. She then said “it seems my little baby has a big problem." I said nothing, but I closed my eyes as the embarrassment was too much to bear. She said " I told you what mommie would have to do if you wet yourself again?" I made the mistake of asking what. Before I knew it, she had my penis in her hand, and she was playing with it. I tried so hard to resist her wonderful strokes, but found myself squirming all over. She said, "This is why mommie had to tie your hands." I just exploded all over, and she reached down and cleaned herself and me with the disposable changing pad. "I just love seeing you have these cute adorable accidents all over yourself. I was working hard to catch my breath as she started wiping me with a baby wipe. "It seems mommie needs to get you into something a little more appropriate." With that, she produced a plastic disposable diaper, and lifted my legs, and slid it under my bottom. "This is what mommies have to do with their naughty babies". Before I knew it, I was snug as a bug. I couldn't believe how aroused I was again! I wanted to just hide my face, but couldn't. And then she began to roll up those stockings in her hands. At this point, I think I was just hypnotized with her actions. She reached down, and began to try to pull them over my foot. I began to resist, and throw my legs around so she couldn't do it. She put the stocking down, rolled me over, and started spanking my diaper. She then proceeded to pull the stocking up my leg. The feeling of that stocking on my foot just drove me crazy, as she finished the other leg. I couldn't believe the soft texture, and found myself at boiling point again. She began to run her fingers up the stockings and down around the bottom of my foot. It was driving me crazy. At one point she just rested her hand over the top of my diaper. I really knew nothing about this woman, but I was having feelings I never felt before. Between the soft texture of the diaper, and the silky feeling on my legs, I was in trouble again, and had this overwhelming feeling of needing relief. "Mommy knows just what you need baby." "Don't worry, I will take good care of you." "These diapers will be are little secret for the time being, or at least until the baby sitter arrives." I began to wonder how long she plans to keep me, and what excuse I was going to use to tell my wife. She said, "Don't worry, your wife knows where you are." It was though she was reading my mind. I really needed to relieve myself soon, and found myself squirming again. She then got up, and left the room. To be continued.